Submissions by serendipity_123
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
I thought about you today
I was sitting alone with a coffee mug pressed to my lips.
The way the mug felt warm against my lips, made me think of you.
The way your lips warmed my soul.
I can see it now.
Your arms wrapped around me.
Your cologne would find its way to my nose.
I was safe.
Tears form in my eyes.
I remember the feeling of your eyes on me.
The way your body felt on top of mine.
The way your hands would feel my thighs.
There are chills where your hands used to trace patterns.
How I miss those hands.
The hole in my heart tears deeper
As I...
The way the mug felt warm against my lips, made me think of you.
The way your lips warmed my soul.
I can see it now.
Your arms wrapped around me.
Your cologne would find its way to my nose.
I was safe.
Tears form in my eyes.
I remember the feeling of your eyes on me.
The way your body felt on top of mine.
The way your hands would feel my thighs.
There are chills where your hands used to trace patterns.
How I miss those hands.
The hole in my heart tears deeper
As I...
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I don't care
I don’t care that your eyes don’t shine anymore.
I don’t care that you don’t look excited to see me anymore.
I don’t care that you don’t smile at me anymore.
I don’t care that you don’t find my jokes funny anymore.
I don’t care that you look at other girls.
I don’t care that you text other girls.
I especially don’t care that you fuck other girls.
I don’t care that you are not too busy for them.
I don’t care that your lips touch theirs.
I don’t care
I don’t care
I don’t fucking care
I’m lying
I do care
I fucking care a lot.
I don’t care that you don’t look excited to see me anymore.
I don’t care that you don’t smile at me anymore.
I don’t care that you don’t find my jokes funny anymore.
I don’t care that you look at other girls.
I don’t care that you text other girls.
I especially don’t care that you fuck other girls.
I don’t care that you are not too busy for them.
I don’t care that your lips touch theirs.
I don’t care
I don’t care
I don’t fucking care
I’m lying
I do care
I fucking care a lot.
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One more drink
Dark Liquid in my hand,
a heavy feeling in my heart.
A cool glass caresses my lips
He’s the sin that I keep repeating,
my hands fold praying to make it through this glass.
He’s on my mind
He’s in my heart
More liquid is poured, burns going down my throat.
This is the hell that I am to endure.
I close my eyes and accept my fate.
A drunken smile teases my lips,
at the man who pours the drinks.
He causes the pain,
and brings me a drink.
With blood shot eyes, I swallow the liquid one more time.
One more time
Please only one more...
a heavy feeling in my heart.
A cool glass caresses my lips
He’s the sin that I keep repeating,
my hands fold praying to make it through this glass.
He’s on my mind
He’s in my heart
More liquid is poured, burns going down my throat.
This is the hell that I am to endure.
I close my eyes and accept my fate.
A drunken smile teases my lips,
at the man who pours the drinks.
He causes the pain,
and brings me a drink.
With blood shot eyes, I swallow the liquid one more time.
One more time
Please only one more...
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Left without you
I lay on the floor with thoughts of you on my mind and tears in my eyes,
I’m missing you when I should be leaving you.
I’m mourning the fantasy of you that was in my mind.
I can see it in your eyes,
I will never be what you wanted.
I’m not pretty and you’re not alive inside.
You walk around with death on your mind and pain in your eyes.
I lay here with my eyes closed and my thighs spread wide
While you lay on top of me with your mouth opened wide.
Behind closed eyes, memories of your hips on mine and your lips grazing mine,
dance across my mind....
I’m missing you when I should be leaving you.
I’m mourning the fantasy of you that was in my mind.
I can see it in your eyes,
I will never be what you wanted.
I’m not pretty and you’re not alive inside.
You walk around with death on your mind and pain in your eyes.
I lay here with my eyes closed and my thighs spread wide
While you lay on top of me with your mouth opened wide.
Behind closed eyes, memories of your hips on mine and your lips grazing mine,
dance across my mind....
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